You know those clever commercials about "the most important piece of technology you'll ever pee on"? Well last night I bought two of those EPT brand tests because my period is 4 days late and I peed like 16 times during the day. Not to mention the tender breasts...
At 6:30am this morning I woke up to pee (yet again) and used one of the tests. 3 minutes later the elusive word "Pregnant" appeared on the display.
I was stunned. Maniacal laughter followed. Then there was some crying. I called and woke up my parents singing "pregnant, pregnant, pregnant! pregnant, pregnant, pregnant!" They were both thrilled. Dad congratulated me and Mom started making plans. Heh.
I texted Micah (who I knew wasn't awake). He texted back the threesome quote about if it's blue you're pregnant, if it's pink you've been impregnated by a homosexual. Hehe.
It was later in the morning before I could get ahold of Jenni. She automatically recommended a friend who is a doula.
At 8:15am I was calling the OB to schedule an appointment. I got schooled in pregnancy semantics. Because I self inseminated and haven't had sex in over a year, I know with certainty the 3.5 day window during which I got knocked up. So in my mind I was only 2.5 weeks along. The receptionist explained how you count progress based on your last period which put me at 4 weeks in pregnancy terminology. Whatever... I'm calculating my due date based on when I used the frozen swimmers! ;)
Anyway, the OB doesn't really want to see you until week 8. So I'll have to wait until July 28th. That seems like forever from now.
In the meantime I'll pee on the second test tomorrow just to be sure.
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